Of Shame And Dignity Poem by RIC BASTASA

i've focused my eyes
on false gods

my brain knows this
and shrinks
in shame

i tried once to
embrace so much
goodness

i am drunk and tipsy
and i do not want
hands to
help me

it is an insult
because i can
always find my way
back home

nobody wants false gods
but in this war
they are the only ones
who can help

infidelity is wrong
but it
will take me there
with you

My Fortress
soon
I shall shed off all these
ruinous skins

When you come
by then
I shall be ready

Smooth, Perfumed,
Deserving and
Dignified